We use words as weapons

He speaks of love and power
And all those pretty things
You know the voice that threatens you
Is not the voice that sins

Ooh-ooh, that boy on the stage
Well, he can't control it
Ooh-ooh, that boy on the stage
Well, he can't control it

In someone else's clothes
Who cares where he is from
Shut up and hit that metal
You know where we belong

Ooh-ooh, that boy on the stage
Well, he can't control it
Ooh-ooh, that boy on the stage
Well, he can't control himself

Ooh-ooh, that boy on the stage
Well, he can't control it
Ooh-ooh, that boy on the stage
Well, he can't control the rage

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Writer(s): Brett Anderson, Neil Codling, Richard Oakes